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Heather burns

Troubled Walls

Weathered walls began to yell
plaster from the ceiling fell

Crumbled walls began to cry
long after the paint was dry

These walls trembled and shook
no more water in the brook

Needing paint and repair
a comb ran through their hair

When your walls begin to shout
you'll know what I'm writing about.

Submitted: Saturday, November 16, 2013

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this poem is a metaphor. I have added personification. (human traits)

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  • Heather Wilkins (11/21/2013 1:05:00 PM)

    dear Poet friends, as we are in our holiday season in my country it finds everyone very busy. Thanksgiving next week then Christmas season begins. will not be on line as much as usual. But I will try to read anc comments as much as possibly. Happy Holiday season to everyone. Heather (Report) Reply

  • Paul Brookes (11/20/2013 2:11:00 PM)

    Loved this poem but
    I have to say my walls are sound
    but I'm saving every pound
    you never know when you'll hear the calls
    of your poor dilapidated walls
    On a serious note I guess its not just about walls (sorry about the terrible rhyme) BB: O) (Report) Reply

  • Stan Petrovich (11/19/2013 4:31:00 PM)

    My walls say that extraordinary change is coming...our carbon signature is scribbled in black all over them and try as I may, I can do little to change the minds of the third world countries that are going bananas with their fossil fuels. The end is near. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (11/17/2013 12:32:00 PM)

    A great symbolic poem, we should take care of walls before they start crumbling, (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (11/17/2013 6:39:00 AM)

    When the writing is on the wall we know what we should do, but we don't always do it.
    A great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (11/17/2013 12:10:00 AM)

    We should be able to read the wrting on the wall ! A great metaphor! Enjoyed this rhyming verse! (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/16/2013 9:21:00 PM)

    so beautiful one can recite it without hitch and in rhythm and as your note wall is symbolised with humanity
    complete poem is awful so brilliant can't be expressed//When your walls begin to shout, you'll know what I'm writing about. A guidance a universal call to guide the humanity I love to recite and memorise this Lovely wonderful 10 (Report) Reply

  • Laurie X3 (11/16/2013 5:13:00 PM)

    A brilliant depiction of that which is out of our control and a souls struggle living through them! (Report) Reply

  • Sallam Yassin (11/16/2013 2:12:00 PM)

    our place dwelt by our grief
    and reproduces that pain and groan in us
    that prospect portrayed well and deep in the poem (Report) Reply

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